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The guesthouse sitting not too far away maintained the ambiance by looking like a cabin. Inside there was a guest room complete with a couch, table and chairs, a small kitchenette, bed and it’s own bathroom with an oversized shower. Very sheik. A room accessed from the outside was attached where all the pumps and pool equipment was stored.
The rest of the yard was adorned with a lush deep green lawn that was absolutely heaven to walk barefoot in and other flowering and decorative plants along the perimeter. The pool was actually uphill from back of the house making you feel that you were in Greece looking at some of the old ruins above. There were no pillars of marble, but there just as well should have been. Carol really loves her yard.
Walking up to the pool, we followed a small path that lead to a small patio outside of the guesthouse that had a few lounges and tables on it. One lounge was built for two and each one had a 2” thick, fabric covered cushion on it. We arrived and tested the water by dipping our toes into the pool. Perfection. The water was warmed just slightly so that it wasn’t a shock to swim in but not so much that it felt like an indoor heated pool.
The moment came when Carol disrobed and tossed it on the lounge built for two. She was absolutely ravishing seeing her standing there in the sunlight, her skin glowing and her eyes sparkling. I hesitated for a moment and she picked up on it. She asked what was wrong.
“I’ve never skinny dipped before” I admitted. Giving me a sweet little kiss she assured me that once I try it, “you’ll never buy another swimsuit again!” With that I followed my own desires not to be timid any longer and pulled at the rope that held the robe closed about my body. The knot untied and the robe fell open and I felt a gentle breeze tickle my skin before I could even take off the robe. That feeling was inspiring. Feeling energized, I let the robe fall to the ground and with a mischievous grin yelled out “last one in is a rotten egg!” How corny! But it worked, both Carol and I dashed from the lounge and in all our glory dove into the pool’s inviting water.
The first thing I must admit here is that diving into a pool without the constraints of a swimsuit is incredible! My body sliced into the water so effortlessly with absolutely no drag from a suit. One smooth swoosh and I was in. The other confession is how I instantly fell in love with the way the water felt as it touched parts of my body not normally exposed in this situation. I felt the watery friction upon my breasts as I glided through the water and the way the water swirled between my legs, the little bubbles tickling me in such a way that felt absolutely wonderful. She was right – I was going to burn my swimsuits when I got home!
We both surfaced at the other end of the pool practically simultaneously. “Tie!” she yelled out before I could take a breath.
“So does that make us both rotten eggs?” I questioned nearly choking on the water flowing in my mouth.
“No – No! This means we BOTH win!” she exclaimed then wrapped and arm around my neck, pulling me close to her and presenting me with a long passionate kiss. With each of us holding onto the side of the pool with one of our hands, we were able to keep above water even though our legs stopped kicking and started to entangle with each other. We pressed our bodies together, using our legs and free arms to tie ourselves up into a ball. My heart started to race and I could feel a heat wave course through my veins as my arousal was building quickly.
I had discovered heaven and it was in the touch of her nude body against mine. Breast to breast and stomach to stomach. This was more of an awakening to my sexuality than lying in her arms all night. That in itself will always be special to me, but there was something very different when you feel another person start to explore your body with her hands, legs and self.
After loosing our grips once or twice and slipping off the edge of the pool, we made our way over to the waterfall area and into the shelter of the seat that hid behind it. We sat up on the ledge and brushed our hair back from our faces. The world looked so different as I peered out through the water – all distorted and ever changing. The one clear truth was sitting next to me. Breathing heavily after our initial ruckus, I couldn’t help but stare at Carol’s womanly breasts. Practically the only part of her body that still showed signs of her motherhood, I marveled at how round and firm they actually were. Her nipples and areolas still oversized and somewhat darkened from her breastfeeding, but returning slowly to their pinkish texture hovered just above the waterline as the waves created from the waterfall danced all over them.
My breasts were smaller than hers. Not by much but still showed signs of my youth. They were soft yet firm, perky I guess could be used to describe them and a B-cup for sure as they weren’t as full as Carol’s Cs. My nipples always were small but stood out quite a bit when cold or aroused. The areola surrounding each was about the size of a quarter when relaxed. I found myself glancing at both hers and my breasts, unconsciously comparing. She caught me. I didn’t think I could blush more than I already was, but when she took one of her breasts in hand and one of mine in the other and said “Yep – Not the same size but both ripe for the pickin` ” I nearly died laughing. Whether she did it on purpose or it just happened to be good timing, she knew how to relax me.
“How are you doing Rose?” she asked me, concerned that this was only the second time I was with a woman.
“Oh I’m good” I replied.
“Ya think?” she quipped starting to take things up a notch after being assured I wasn’t freaking or anything. I nodded and with that she slid off the ledge into the water and swam up in front of me, bringing her face to mine and planting a long kiss on my lips. Surprisingly, I was the one who used tongue this time. It was so natural.
Carol let out a little moan “mmmmmmm – good so far, but I wonder…” she had a mischievous smile on her face. I looked at her wondering what she meant and watched as she lowered her face down to my exposed breasts. Peeking up devilishly at me, I sat there frozen as she parted her lips and took my left nipple into her mouth. A flash of heat surged through my body and I stared in amazement, my mouth hanging open with my jaw tightening up, I gasped for air. As I did, this naturally pressed my breast further into her mouth. It was only a split second then she released it, but the surge continued making my body emit little tremors.
“How are you now?” she asked again with that devilish look on her face. I couldn’t stop shaking. It was a wonderfully strange sensation and I was lost for words. My face must have assured her that it felt wonderful though I had lost all control over my ability to speak. My shivering wouldn’t stop. It was if I was freezing yet I had a fire raging through my veins. My nipples now standing taller and harder than I have ever witnessed, I reached out and pulled her to me and kissed her deeply. Our tongues dancing about inside our mouths, the sounds of our heavy breathing ricocheted within the confines of the cove.
I was gone – nothing would keep me from experiencing everything with her. Gone was the little girl, shy and unsure. Gone was the young woman, tentative and nervous. Here was Rose – a woman exploring her sexuality. It was that fast of a transition. I have always marveled at that. Before I was thinking way too much. Wondering if I should do this or if I shouldn’t. Now I was free to discover what joys I dared – and I dared a lot that afternoon. As she hung off the ledge in front of me and we continued to kiss, my legs instinctively wrapped around her bottom and supported her while bringing our bodies closer together. The pool inhibited me from being able to pull her right against me, however, every so often I could feel her belly brush up against the outer surface of my womanhood. A real rose in bloom.
It must have been adrenaline that was making me shake for it didn’t cease and I had to get out of the water for now I was beginning to feel cold. Carol noted this and broke our kiss and suggested we move our party to dry land. I nodded my head and released her from between my legs and watched as she sank into the water. She bolted under the waterfall and surfaced on the other side. Taking a moment to catch my breath, I sat there alone. Through the water I could hear her call out “you coming or not sweetie?” I yelled to her that I was but probably shouldn’t have because in that small space my voice was louder than my ears appreciated. Shaking that off I took a breath and dove into the water.
I swam under the surface to where she stood in the middle of the pool. I still couldn’t believe how wonderful the current felt on my body. Surfacing next to her, she planted a quick little kiss on me and took my hand. We walked over to the stairs where the water was only waist deep. She then turned to me and collected me up into a loose embrace. Looking into my eyes, she had once again a serious, yet inviting look upon her face.
“My sweet Rose” she started. “I’m not going to mention this again so that I don’t kill any mood we are in, however, I must bring this up one last time ok?”
Looking deeply at her I said, “Tell me.”
“I want to share so much with you and to this point I feel you are receptive to my lead.” Pausing to collect her word she then continued, “I want you to know that if at any time you want to stop – just say so. There will be no shame or disappointment. Do you understand?”
I had already resigned myself to following her wherever she took me and I wanted my response to be noteworthy. So I pulled her close, meshing our bodies together and kissed her. Lifting my right leg to wrap around her and gently rubbed myself on her hip. When I pulled away from the kiss, a look of amazement was on her face that quickly segued to the most loving expression I had seen in her eyes to date. We understood each other and no further questions were made.
We walked hand in hand up the pool steps onto the granite surface and walked over to where our robes lay on the double lounge. When we arrived, she turned to face me and immediately began to kiss and embrace me. I always loved to kiss but never as much as I did kissing her. There was something different about kissing a woman. Perhaps it was her and not just because she was female. Everyone I have kissed has a different effect on me and hers was the most moving I have ever experienced.
Our kissing continued while our hands began to explore the wet skin of our bodies. Still a little lost at what to do I just emulated what I had seen in the movies. It must have felt forced or awkward, or perhaps as my teacher, Carol only wanted to give me some words of wisdom. Between those wonderful kisses she whispered in my ear; “let yourself go my sweet Rose. Allow your hands and lips to do to me what you think you’d enjoy feeling yourself. Nothing you do will disappoint me.” If I wasn’t sure before, those words confirmed that I was most certainly aroused by what we were doing. I could actually feel the heat and wetness between my legs grow in intensity with her comment.
Our hands were quite busy by now, exploring each other, discovering and learning every curve of our bodies. We had already passed the point we got to last week and I knew that we would go much further before we stopped. One of my hands found its way down to the curve of her bottom. It was very soft and quite inviting. I gave her cheek a little squeeze and I heard her let out a soft moan in my mouth. Her hands had found their way down to mine as well. Her actions were a bit different. She would squeeze my cheeks together then spread them apart, pulling me tight and exposing my ass to the air. At times I felt as if she were trying to split me in half as the intensity of her passion overshadowed reality, but I didn’t care. It was all feeling so good.
With her hands focusing on the lower portion of my body, that gave me ample access to the upper half of hers. I brought my hands up and with one wrapped around her back the other found its target and cupped her left breast. I began to massage and squeeze it gently. I could detect her pressing herself deeper into my grip and I would grip a little tighter. Our kissing had stopped as we were finding it more difficult to breath with all that was going on. Every now and then we’d plant kisses along our necks and shoulders. Pressing her body between my two hands, I thought I might be going too hard then she would signal to me through little coos that all was well.
I found myself emitting little sounds as her actions below became more intense. Her squeezing and spreading had worked into a fever of action. She would “dig deep” and grab as much of my cheeks as she could while squeezing and then spread everything she had open wide. At times her fingers would tickle the rim of my ass and I would shudder. No one had ever touched me there. I didn’t know if I liked it or not. She then moved one hand around to my breasts and was doing a more aggressive massage than I was. My head started to spin from all these sensations and as she continued to ravish my body I found myself holding onto her shoulders to maintain balance. This meant that I was leaning away from her slightly and gave her room to let her hand explore more sensitive portions. With one hand still grasping a cheek from behind, her other hand traveled down from my breasts and to my midriff. Lingering there for a moment, she rubbed my belly similarly to a woman caressing herself while pregnant. A soft gentle touch going in small circles. I was swooning.
In a motion fluid and deliberate, she then turned her fingers downward and took a straight course over my pelvic area and down between my legs, cupping her hand about my fleshy mound and gently pulling upwards. I lost all feeling in my legs and my knees began to buckle as she explored the engorged folds of the budding rose below. She then carefully began to sit and guide me down onto the lounge. I unconsciously followed and she lay me there on my back with my legs draped over the edge of the lounge. She cradled my neck with an arm while she again rubbed my belly and caressed my breasts. Watching as my face expressed my pleasure, she then returned to paradise. My neatly trimmed pubic hairs caught every move of her fingers and sent bolts of pleasure though my gut and all about my body.
Readjusting so that we were both up on the lounge completely, I was now in a reclined position with my head on the top cushion. Her arm no longer below my neck, I realized that she was not up at the same level as I. Her head was hovering over my right breast while her hand continued to explore the surface of my pussy. I felt a warm breath on my nipple then the soft wetness of her lips enclosing about it. Taking both the nipple and areola completely in her mouth I saw stars as she began to nurse my breast. Licking and suckling on me like a baby does on her mother. I was lost completely in the heat when she sent me to further heights by inserting a finger past my labia and inside of me. I let out a shriek and instinctively spread my legs apart further to welcome her probing finger. Biting my lip as not to scream too loudly for the neighbors to hear, my breathing became quick and shallow.
She then pulled the finger she had in me up and out and pressed it firmly against the hooded nub of my clitoris. Thrusting my pelvis upwards and against her finger I couldn’t help but let out a long and exhausting cheer of ecstasy. She lingered about the spot, circling around it like a shark before it strikes its prey. I couldn’t control my body, as it was moving in ways it had never before. It was lunging at and aching for more attention from her fingers while trying to position itself in the most advantageous pose. She then combined rubbing my clitoris with the deep insertion of her fingers, switching between the two. Starting with one finger at first, she then added a second and used them to stretch out my youthful garden. My body was wriggling all over the lounge. While driving me crazy with her fingers, she wasn’t helping me stay quiet by her relentless suckling of my breasts either. By now she was switching between the two at will. The combination was intense. I felt like I would explode if she continued. As if reading my mind, I felt her withdraw her fingers and release my nipples from her sensual lips.
My body slowly settled down, still moving and lunging uncontrollably now and then. My breathing was deep and quick, and with each exhale, I heard myself wheezing little coos and moans. My body was covered with dots of moisture, which were a combination of pool water and beads of sweat. All this activity under the heat of the summer sun was overwhelming. As my body continued to calm itself I realize Carol had gotten up and was gazing at me. She smiled her angelic smile and held out both her hands beckoning me to get up. I wasn’t sure my legs would hold but I attempted to rise anyway. She helped me to my feet and holding me close with both hands, we walked over to the guesthouse.
Entering the coolness of the room, it was difficult to see after having the sun shining down on me for so long. She led me to the bed there and helped my lay back down. She pulled the blankets down and I lay down on the sheets. She then took a pillow and without a word uttered had me lift my body and placed it just under my bottom and lower back. I had no idea why she did this but at that moment, I didn’t care. She could have asked me to stand on my head and I would have.
She then knelt next to me on the bed, leaning down to kiss me once again. She then placed a hand next to me and leaned over my face with her other hand supporting her on the other side of my body. Straddling me like this she kissed me once again, then lifted her head and positioned one of her luscious breasts over my face, letting it dangle there, tempting me. I quickly responded by using my hands to cup either side of her right breast, holding it like a baby holds a bottle and guiding her erect nipple into my open mouth. I began to nurse on her as she did to me. My tongue making that little sucking wave while my fingers gently squeezed her breast. I looked up and could see her eyes were closed and she had a most pleasant smile upon her face. She was glowing!
Looking down at me, she repositioned herself so I could then repeat my actions on her other, most ample bosom. I so enjoyed suckling her. I could have continued until my tongue grew numb, but she had another surprise in store for me. Pulling slowly away she once again leaned over me and kissed my lips. Raising herself off my face, she looked so lovingly into my eyes, her angelic smile returning to her radiant face and said in the softest of voices,
“And now my love, let me share one more glorious moment with you.” She then sighed and said, “I love you Rose” and pulled away from me. Making her way down my body, her fingers gliding down just barely touching me sending chills everywhere, she moved herself down past my hips and kept moving eventually standing up from the bed. She then stood at the end of the bed where my feet lay and bent over, placing her hands on each of my legs just above my ankles. Taking gentle hold I felt her begin to move them away from each other causing my legs to spread apart. She then knelt with one knee between them and glided her hands up to my knees. When they got there she shifted them so they were underneath and bent my knees up having my feet set on the mattress now. She then knelt with her other knee and moved up closer to me still with her hands under my knees she pulled them up further until my feet were almost touching the pillow beneath me.
